w7 not-curfew: everyone confess your crushes to ylfa.

[rewriter]

[we are depressed. we are in ikea. we are depressed in ikea.]

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[camena]

... Yeah. [ she thinks sometimes saying things is just kind of a bother because it can't be a promise. ] It's alright, I don't really need their feedback to know it's a good idea. Or that it won't happen.

[westedge]

[ he sort of just snorts. ]

Yeah, okay. If you're sure. Why would I ever disagree with your ideas?

[camena]

Yeah, why would you?

[westedge]

Stop. [ he is just covering her face with a hand to make her stop talking and also so we can abandon this post. ]